While driving home from work I was having a conversation with myself about how great it is that my commute is half the length it was before my move while at the EXACT SAME TIME turning onto the highway I no longer need to go on to get home. That's right, I was thinking about the new route while unconsciously taking the old. Doh! Luckily, I only had one exit and about 2 miles to go before I could get off the highway and work my way back to my actual home. I say luckily because around here it's not uncommon for there to be 10-20 miles between exits. That could have been one long and stupid drive.
I have no idea if anyone is reading this anymore. If you have been loyally checking back now and again I applaud you. At one point this blog was a therapeutic outlet for me. I'm glad to have a chronicle of my experiences during this time of my life. Now, however, instead of a creative outlet it's more of a nagging reminder that I should be posting and this girl does not need one more thing on her "To Do" list. I'd love for you to explore the archives if you so chose. If you have already done so, here's a brief update: Friendster Guy and I are still together and co-habitating. We are in domestic, but still unwedded, bliss (that status could be a post or two in and of itself, but, as I've just said, I'm done with that.) We're so domesticated we're in the market for granite countertops. We also just returned from an Aussie/New Zealand vacation and if 8 days in a tiny RV won't solidify (or destroy) a relationship nothing will. We're stronge
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